Someone Needing Help When Younger Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Tonight again seeing a young girl that I haven't seen
for about three years, her Mom telling me where she is
working now.

Going to her workplace, just standing there waiting
for her to notice me, and when doing so, just staring
at me, not knowing if what she was seeing was real or
not.

Can I give you a hug? she finally managed to say, I
told her you'd better and she then hugged me tightly,
crying her heart out.

Not letting go of me, just crying, because when she
was younger I cared and was there for her, helping
her through a horrendous time in her life.

We talked for a while in between customers, giving her
my phone number and promising to get together when she
calls me.

Never wanting to lose touch with one another again as
long as we both are alive.